`In the shadow of Thy wings, O Lord of Hosts, whom I extol, <br />I will put my trust for ever,' so the kingly David sings. <br />`Thou shalt help me, Thou shalt save me, only <br />Thou shalt keep me whole, <br />In the shadow of Thy wings.' <br /> <br />In our ears this voice triumphant, like a blowing trumpet, rings, <br />But our hearts have heard another, as of funeral bells that toll, <br />`God of David where to find Thee?' No reply the question brings. <br /> <br />Shadows are there overhead, but they are of the clouds that roll, <br />Blotting out the sun from sight, and overwhelming earthly things. <br />Oh, that we might feel Thy presence! Surely we could rest our soul <br />In the shadow of Thy wings.<br /><br />Robert Fuller Murray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/in-time-of-doubt/
